“The only word I can read here…”

Or, a better title might be, “How literacy happens (and random swearing).”

A  very short story from Cinder’s literacy journey, when he was seven or so:

We picked up some books at the library yesterday, including a stack of “Phonics Comix” for Cinder by request. He’s flipping through one on the way to the car. “Fuck! The only word in this book I can read is “moo!” Well, I guess this one here is probably cow…”

From February 13, 2009.

2013. I love coming across those vignettes—and I’m so happy I recorded them—because they remind me of how it is that he came to the place he’s at now… how much progress he’s made… and how very, very grateful I am that we were able to afford him the space and time to get there in his own way.

Meanwhile, three-year-old Ender is watching Phonics Farm and studdying Mo Willems’ Piggy and Elephant books, determined to be able to read by tomorrow. We’ll see.

Want something longer? Go over to readTuesday’s Nothing By The Book: Emotional Eight

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